Xiang Gu's sudden intrusion shocked everyone in the vocal classroom.
The little boys in the ballet department widened their eyes one by one, you look at me, I look at you, not knowing how to deal with the current situation.
The person standing outside the door was Xiang Chai—their senior brother, a former legend of the ballet department. Now, this "legend" suddenly came out to participate in the male lead selection, then they...
"Xiang Gu, why are you here?" The vocal teacher lost his words. Facing his disciple, he said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry. This time the selection is not free registration, but the ballet teacher recommends students, but you... "
Before he could finish speaking, a thick male voice interrupted him.
"Xiang Guai? Is he Xiang Guai?" Director Tang Fengyu got up and looked at the boy outside the door with interest, "Do you want to run for the male lead?"
Their crew stayed at the school for a month, and heard a lot of rumors about Xiang Guai. He thought that this young boy would definitely become gloomy and self-defeating due to such a catastrophe; but a few minutes ago, Xiangchai rushed in with his head held high, like a hurricane, more like a flame.
Xiang Guai nodded, and he stood there without being humble, accepting the director's scrutiny.
Tang Fengyu asked again: "In the corridor just now, were you singing?"
Say yes to Guess.
"We hired a professional lyricist to fill in the lyrics of this Chinese version. For confidentiality, we only sent the lyrics to these students." Tang Fengyu pointed at the row of little swans with great interest. Ask, "Who did you get the lyrics from?"
As soon as his words came out, the ballet boys all swallowed nervously, vigilant against each other. You must know that before the lyrics in their hands are released, the teacher must not leak it, and signed a non-disclosure agreement. If anyone leaks it privately, he will be automatically out of the game!
"No one gave it to me." Unexpectedly, Xiang Gu denied it, "It's just that when they were practicing songs, I... I overheard it, so I memorized it."
He blushed a little when he said that. In martial arts novels, it is often seen that the hero climbs the wall and stealthily learns martial arts. When he comes to him, he actually eavesdrops on other people's singing, and he himself feels shameless.
"'Eavesdropping'?... You kid has a good memory." Not only was Tang Fengyu not angry, but he turned his eyes of approval on the boy.
A musical has a dozen songs and countless lines, adding up to nearly 10,000 words. If a musical actor doesn't have a good memory, wouldn't it be a joke if he forgets his words on stage
Although Xiang Gu's eavesdropping behavior was not fair enough, but seeing the desire written on his face, Tang Fengyu couldn't say anything critical at all.
Tang Fengyu turned sideways and looked at the producer beside him. "Mr. Song, look at this..."
Song Lin held a pen in his hand, and the cap of the pen tapped on the lines book in his hand, making a few muffled noises once, twice, and three times.
Song Lin is a mature-looking man, serious, unsmiling, and his hair is neatly combed. He is the leading producer of musicals in China. He has a unique vision and has created several "small but beautiful" hit musicals.
Xiang Guai was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, but he forced himself to stand up straight and steady, not allowing himself to show a hint of cowardice.
After a long while, Song Lin finally spoke.
"It's a good song, it's very infectious, you've passed the test." A smile suddenly appeared on Song Lin's old-fashioned face.
Everyone: ! ! !
They looked at Song Lin in shock, there were countless words in their stomachs to say, but Song Lin raised the pen in his hand and pressed all those words back.
"Xiang Guai, I admit that your vocals are better than others." Song Lin said, "but you need to know that this musical requires more than your voice."
"I understand." Xiang Gu replied.
"That's good." Song Lin pointed to the clock on the wall with the pen in his hand, "—At half past eight tonight, all candidates will have a dance assessment. Bring your dancing shoes, and you are not allowed to be late."
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What secrets are there in the school? The freshly released breaking news spread to all classes in Grade 6 within just an hour of dinner.
At 8:30 p.m., the dance classroom was full of people, all of whom came to watch the fun.
Everyone wants to know, with Xiang guess's current physical condition, can he really pass the selection smoothly
It's a pity that the teacher is unselfish and doesn't allow them to watch and disturb them at all, and blows them all away like a chicken.
The hallway was finally quiet.
In the dance classroom, several contestants each took up a set of bars and were warming up.
After layers of screening, only five boys finally entered the final dance exam. They were all elites in the ballet department, and among them was the legendary "internally appointed corner A". Xiang Guai came in by jumping in, and his sign was last in line, and he could not enter the field until everyone else had finished jumping.
Xiang Guai practiced for a while, and then stopped after his body became slightly hot. He sat on the sidelines, looking down at his feet.
Usually in basic dance class, other students wear training shoes with bare feet. Because only in this way can the soles of the feet and toes develop a better sense of grip. But since he was injured, Xiang Gu has never taken off his socks in public. He always wraps his feet tightly, isolating those inquiring eyes.
But now, Xiang Guess didn't want to hide this experience anymore.
He suddenly reached out and tore off his socks, exposing his feet, which had not seen the sun for many years, to bright lights.
The boy's feet were very white and white, with thin ankles and well-defined feet. Because he has practiced ballet since he was a child, more than half of Xiang Gu's ten toenails are deformed, and his toes are covered with calluses.
The most frightening thing is that there are several scars on these feet. The flesh-colored centipede-shaped scars lie on the boy's ankles and feet. The longest one is nearly ten centimeters, and it almost spans the entire instep.
Xiang Guai stared at the traces, and he suddenly realized that he had never observed them so seriously before.
All along, he has forced himself to seal up the pain and dare not face it. But he forgot that the only way to heal is to overcome the pain.
Xiang Gu, who was standing here, was the one who walked over from the tip of the knife. Now that he can get back on his feet, he can continue dancing.
He also wanted to know if he could change from an ugly duckling to a swan again as Wang Qingyun said.
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In the final dance test, the crew did not choose any well-known ballet dance, but asked all the candidates to perform "Electricity" in turn.
The song is more than five minutes long and is completely a one-man show for the male lead. For the first two and a half minutes, Little Billy sang loudly, expressing his love for ballet; then, he threw down his schoolbag and started dancing on the stage.
The accompaniment music also changed its tune, combining the famous "Swan Lake" suite with jazz, giving Billy enough room to play.
When Tang Fengyu and Song Lin walked into the dance classroom, five young boys lined up in front of the mirror, bending over to say hello to them.
The same white clothes, black pants, and black training shoes, the five boys look like a row of small poplar trees.
The last person in the line was Xiang Guai. Tang Fengyu's gaze fell vaguely on his feet. After seeing the scar on the boy's instep, he couldn't bear to look away.
Song Lin's behavior is different from that of his partner. He is concise, cold, and concise.
He dragged a chair and sat down, without any bedding, he said directly: "There is only one chance for each person to dance alone for two and a half minutes, let's start."
Tang Fengyu was in charge of calming down the atmosphere, smiling and clapping his hands: "Don't be nervous guys, I believe this solo dance is not difficult for you guys."
As the director said, compared with other classical genre ballets, this solo dance is really not difficult.
Two and a half minutes passed in a flash, the first candidate not only completed all the movements neatly, but even ingeniously interspersed several more complex jumping movements in the dance, which neither destroyed the integrity of the dance itself, but also Greatly increased the difficulty, it is really "dazzling skills".
After a dance, the boy walked off the stage out of breath, and looked at Xiang Guai several times with obscure eyes.
He enrolled a year later than Xiangchai, and grew up listening to the legend of Xiangchai. Because his grades are also very good, he is often compared with Xiang Guai by teachers and students. After Xiang Gu's accident, on the one hand, he felt sorry for what happened to Xiang Gu, but on the other hand, he was glad: It's great, Xiang Gu has left, and no one will press on me in the future!
It's just that he never imagined that at the final selection meeting of "Beyond My World", Xiang Gu would suddenly come out!
Before Xiang Guai didn't appear, he was the director's most optimistic male lead candidate, and he was the "internally appointed role"; but now Xiang Guai came back... Could it be that what he was about to get was about to be taken away by Xiang Gu
It is because of this concern that he specially increased the difficulty of the dance and added a lot of extra performances, hoping to prove his strength.
As he expected, after he finished the performance, the director and the teacher all looked satisfied and nodded frequently. The other students had anxiety written all over their faces, and they were chanting words, and it seemed that they were planning how to adapt their movements.
But, there was not the slightest change in Xiang Gu's face.
Xiang Guai's swarthy eyes were still so calm, he didn't seem to realize that the purpose of the No. 1 competitor's performance just now was to "scare" him away.
After that, students No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4 all performed their own solo dances one after another. There are two people who temporarily added new actions. Although the difficulty factor is not as high as that of the first classmate, it is also quite interesting.
The director and producer exchanged a few words occasionally, but the voices were so low that no one could hear them.
"Okay." Tang Fengyu said, "Since the fourth little classmate has finished performing, then the last candidate is left."
Everyone seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and in an instant, all eyes were focused on the boy at the end of the line. In their eyes, there are curiosity, exploration, encouragement, and some inexplicable meanings.
The stage has been cleared—
- Xiang Gu's solo dance is finally about to begin.
Although this dance is only less than three minutes, the amount of exercise is terrifying.
The hero starts off with a series of front flips and sidekicks, and then immediately takes on a grand jete—also commonly known as a one-word jump.
First run, and then jump high, the dancer's body is vacated, and the legs are swung back and forth 180 degrees, forming an extremely beautiful freeze in the air. The higher the jump, the longer the air time, and the greater the impact on the ankle when it hits the ground.
Xiang Gues danced to the music, and every time the drum beat hits, he would jump high and then drop gently.
But no matter how light the action is, the burden on the ankle cannot be reduced by the big jump. After a few dazzling and beautiful grand jetes, a sore and numb pain rose from his ankles, and the pain followed him like a shadow, like mud in a swamp, crawling up Xiang Gu's body inch by inch.
Xiang Chai didn't realize it, but he had a happy smile on his face, but his forehead was already occupied by fine beads of sweat.
Here, the dance has only just passed a minute.
In addition to the crew, there were also two ballet teachers. They are all professionals with vicious eyes. When Xiang Guai jumped to the ground for the last time, his supporting leg suddenly softened, and his ankle fell to the side. Fortunately, his body only swayed slightly, and he quickly stood up again.
In an instant, there was another layer of sweat on Xiang Gu's head.
"No!" A female teacher was nervous and murmured in a low voice, "Xiang Gue can't jump anymore!"
Xiang Chai used to be their favorite student. As a teacher, how could they have the heart to see him suffer such pain!
She said something to interrupt, but the producer Song Lin suddenly raised his hand and motioned her to be quiet: "Don't interfere. Trust him and wait for him to finish the dance."
After the continuous one-word dance, the dance entered a relatively gentle stage, and Xiang Guai also got a hard-won respite.
But soon, the soundtrack made great progress, entering the final festive movement, and Xiang Guai also ushered in the most difficult part of the entire dance - 16 groups of "fouette turns" in a row!
Fouette comes from French, meaning "to whip the whip", so this action is also called "swipe the whip". The whiplash often appears in ballet, and laymen think that this is a basic movement that everyone can do, but in fact it tests the dancer's skills.
When rotating, one leg is used as a support, tiptoe, put down, tiptoe, and put down; the other leg is used as a power leg, "waving" in the air at a very fast speed, driving the body to rotate.
During the movement, all the weight is concentrated on the unilateral toe of the dancer, and this foot also bears the angular momentum brought by the body rotation.
And now, Xiang Gue has to make sixteen whipping turns in a row, without a half-second rest in between!
In "Swan Lake", the most famous is the stunning 32-turn when the Black Swan debuts. In order to pay tribute to this great ballet, the musical "Out of My World" not only used songs in the soundtrack, but also inserted 16 turns into the dance.
These 16 turns are the essence of the whole dance, and every Billy Elliott must do it.
Xiang Guai stood firm, stepped back with his left leg, and gathered his strength—kick the ground!
With the sharp pain of tearing the entire right foot bone, his body quickly rotated!
first lap.
The hot wind brushed against his ears.
Second lap.
Sweat fell into his eyes, but he couldn't rub it.
Third circle.
Breathing heavy, lungs burning.
Fourth lap.
The pain spread, like stepping on broken glass, more like walking among the fire.
Eighth lap.
It turned out that when the pain broke through a certain level, only Muran remained.
Ninth lap.
Muran.
Tenth lap.
Muran.
Eleventh lap.
Muran.
Twelfth... No, there is no twelfth lap—
- His right foot on tiptoe could no longer bear Xiang Guai's body. He was like a robot with missing parts. In the exclamations of everyone, he fell to the ground!